Where shall we begin?
Ask around I'm actually him
I be curving the baddest bitches
I'm in my bag like a camping trip, yeah
Squalla AKA Mr. Always Looking For a Bag to Flip
Pretty nigga with fashion sense
Been that nigga and I'm at it again, aye
Big ice, big ice, this why the Titanic sank
I'ma need a blunt and a drank
Don't know these niggas from a can of paint
(Fuck out my face)
Watch out
Black car, pull up, hop out
And my bros ain't steppin', they stomping
Rush a nigga like Moscow
How do you look up to me tryna talk down?
Be fuckin' for real
Turnt up with no budget or deal
Still hungry, need a couple of meals
Shawty talkin' 'bout she in love with me still
Be fuckin' for real
You don't love me, you just love the lights
Cuban flooded, that's crushed ice
I go too hard 'cause it's one life
Swag stupid, mean flow, dumb nice
Schooling niggas, no alumni
Got one finger for one time
Be fuckin' for real
And I'ma keep it rolling like I'm on a pill
I'm the coldest, I'll die on that hill
Got ya hoe with me trying on heels
She wanna be wifey, that's highly unlikely
Be fuckin' for real
Splashing like a water bucket for real
Only sip drank if it come with a seal, yeah
Brand new Off-White jays
Oh my God, what happened to Virgil?
These young niggas going crazy
Under 20 and he packing a 30
I'm actually perfect
Too wavy, I'm swaggin', she surfing
You can check all my verses, everything check out
And it's even better in person
Yeah
Be fuckin' for real
Texas nigga I'ma wreck it for real
Hardly home but I'm repping it still
I got all kinda water
Wrist sparkling and my neck is distilled
Can't miss, I'm like Steph in the field
Tell them to chill
Better than who?
Be fuckin' for real